Gu Yingzhou was slightly taken aback, turned his head to glance at her, and then knowingly slowed his pace.
"Are our comrades here to send someone again?" Lin Tang asked.
The weather was cold, and as she spoke, a plume of white breath escaped her mouth.
The mist spread out, obscuring her face, making it impossible to read her true emotions.
Ever since Guo Shaohua and his party came to Shuangshan Brigade for "business," the inexplicable breaking of legs, arms...
One was more tragic than the next!
The Shuangshan Brigade thus became an entity not to be trifled with in the eyes of some.
In a small place, news travels fast.
The stories of some capable individuals in the brigade were widely circulated.
Thus, no matter how the winds and storms raged outside, this place was like a paradise on earth, barely touched by the spring rains.
Those who should work did, those who should study studied, and those who should go to their jobs went…
Everyone had their role.